When everything falls silent.
On the quiet street, Ye Qingxuan pushed his wheelchair and walked slowly, like taking a walk after dinner. Watson sat in a wheelchair, with a thin blanket covering his knees, enjoying the service of the noble Grand Inquisitor.
He seemed to be able to feel a completely different atmosphere from the past, and he sighed softly:
"you've changed."
"Oh?" Ye Qingxuan smiled, "Is it getting better or worse?"
Watson shook his head.
"Getting stronger."
Ye Qingxuan asked, "Isn't this great?"
"Yeah, good."
For some reason, Watson couldn't help but sigh softly: "Very good."
"I haven't been back for a long time. I didn't expect you to be doing well." Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "I thought you would be worse off, waiting for me to save you."
Watson sneered, "Haven't you noticed? As long as I'm away from you, everyone can live a good life."
Ye Qingxuan was silent.
For a long time, he scratched his head in embarrassment and sighed: "This sentence is so cruel, Watson, it makes me sad."
"Come on, Ye Qingxuan."
Watson was merciless and vicious as always: "No one has to be someone else's savior, do you understand? Your arrogance will destroy you sooner or later. No, isn't it already pretty much ruined?"
"Who says it isn't?"
Ye Qingxuan shrugged, but didn't care at all.
“…”
It was like a sword piercing cotton. He didn't see the expected blood. Watson had nothing to say. Instead, he was a little irritated by his indifferent attitude.
He rubbed his brows, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and became calm again.
I can't get along with this bastard.
He should have known that from the beginning.
So, the topic was changed and the chat continued.
"A lot of things happened while you were away."
Ye Qingxuan nodded, "I know."
In the silence, Watson suddenly said:
"The white crow appears."
After a moment of silence, he heard Ye Qingxuan's response.
"Um."
"Want to pursue it?"
"Check it, check it slowly."
Ye Qingxuan's voice was still calm: "Since I have been hiding for so long, I must not have come back to Avalon to buy coffee during the discount season. In addition, how many other routes can be guaranteed now?"
"Running out."
Watson replied, "There are only two secret routes left, and now that the demons are in turmoil, the ship can easily capsize."
"I will send you fifty more people, purification musicians of the Inquisition. Don't worry about the demons." An envelope was placed on the thin blanket in front of Watson's knees by Ye Qingxuan.
“These things should be done in a secret way, and Laura will help you.”
Watson pinched the envelope, looked at the thickness, and smiled: "You just came back and started sending people out?"
"Able people should do more work."
Ye Qingxuan patted his shoulder, "There are not many people I can trust now."
Watson was silent.
No more words were spoken.
…
…
After a long time, the long walk finally ended.
The wheelchair stopped outside an inconspicuous villa. On the upper floor of the villa, someone carefully opened a corner of the curtain and looked outside. You can vaguely hear the sound of a crossbow being strung up, and the soft sound of steel rubbing against each other.
After seeing clearly the visitor in the wheelchair, the hostility quickly dissipated.
The door opened, and the respectful subordinates took over the wheelchair and protected Watson again.
"Just send you here."
Ye Qingxuan said goodbye: "I'm leaving first. If you want to contact me, just go to Westminster Abbey and find an old man named Stone. Although that old guy is very slippery, you can trust him."
He turned to leave, but was stopped by Watson.
"Hello!"
Ye Qingxuan turned back.
"Aren't you going to come in and take a look?" Watson asked, "Many people are waiting for you to come back."
Ye Qingxuan smiled.
"No need, I'll leave the lower city to you."
He nodded and said goodbye, "Sherlock Holmes will die. Although I will miss that childish time, I no longer need a mask to disguise myself."
"From now on, there is only one Ye Qingxuan."
…
…
In Zhongcheng District, in a long-closed watch shop.
Silent ticks came and went.
After being closed for a few months and experiencing a lot of turmoil, the place is still spotless and organized.
On the counter was Hermes's favorite tea set. The tea leaves were the high-quality products from Tianzhu that he had left behind. The tea was still hot, and water mist was rising.
Ye Qingxuan drank tea quietly.
In the sound of ticking, Seton, who was sitting on the armchair, carefully took off the pair of eyes that seemed a little funny and small to him, and closed the storybook in his hand.
"That's right."
He said softly, "He is really dead..."
"Yes." Ye Qingxuan nodded.
"He was so annoying, so it's no surprise that he was killed." Seton asked, "Do you regret it in the end?"
"No." Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "It is said that he was very proud."
Seton was silent.
After a long while, he sighed softly: "It really looks like him."
"What are you going to do next?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
"Yeah, what should I do?"
Seton sat on the chair. He was so big that he seemed to be squeezed into the chair. When he scratched his head, the chair creaked:
"When I was unemployed, he hired me to be his bodyguard, but all I did was cleaning. Although he had a bad mouth, he never deducted my wages or prohibited me from taking private jobs... Now he is not here Now, there is no need for me to stay in Avalon. I might leave while Angelo has no time to monitor, right?"
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment and asked bluntly:
"Going to find Gaius?"
"What are you looking for him for?"
Seton sneered, "That guy had a problem with his brain to begin with, because the more people he killed, the more abnormal he became. Now I'm afraid he is so deformed that even a monster would be ashamed of himself. I'm not a fool. I'm far from that kind of thing. It’s just going to get better as far as possible.”
Ye Qingxuan said nothing.
Seton shook his head, "Sir, are you okay now?"
"It can't be considered good or bad."
Ye Qingxuan replied: "He lives a good life. He has food and drink. Although he is under supervision, his basic requirements can be met. He can continue to do his own research and no one will disturb him. He should like this kind of life. .”
Seton nodded: "He wanted to live such a life all his life, but he didn't expect that when he finally found him, he was in prison. When I heard that he was fine, I had nothing to worry about."
As he spoke, he reached out, fumbled in his pocket, and pulled out a small book filled with dense numbers.
He held a small pencil and wrote and drew for a long time, as if he was calculating something, but every time his calculations were wrong, he became frowning and a little anxious.
In the end, Ye Qingxuan saved him from the arithmetic hell.
After taking a look at the series of numbers above, Ye Qingxuan pointed out: "This is 460,000. You made mistakes in several places above. There are two more numbers that you counted twice."
"Then deduct here and here, how much is left in the end?"
Ye Qingxuan said a number, it was not much, and he felt relieved.
"That's enough." He said: "In addition to supporting the lives of my comrades, the money I have saved over the years is enough for me to open a watch shop back in my hometown."
Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
"Watch shop?"
"Yes." Seton grinned. He had never seen him smile so happily.
He took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, stuck it skillfully on his eye socket, and pointed at the pile of parts on the counter, as well as two rough-looking pocket watches:
"I did it all, didn't you expect it?"
"It's really... I didn't expect it." Ye Qingxuan shook his head with difficulty: "Who taught you this?"
"Teach yourself."
Seton said: "Thanks to you, I didn't know how to spell or read before. I understood it a little bit. When I was bored, I took the Hermes tools and tried to make it myself. It was quite good at the beginning. It’s difficult, but after doing it dozens of times, you’ll understand. It’s a bit troublesome, but it’s much easier than killing people.”
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and laughed softly.
"Congratulations."
"Thanks."
Ye Qingxuan stood up to say goodbye and scratched his head: "I originally wanted to hire you, but now it seems that you have no reason to continue killing people."
"forgive me."
Seton shook his head, "Not everyone thinks being a monster is a good thing."
He sent Ye Qingxuan to the back door, and when he saw the empty kennel in the yard, he couldn't help but ask: "Where is Lao Fei? Still haven't found it?"
"Yeah, I don't know where it went." Ye Qingxuan said, "I thought it was with you before I came here. There is no one in the college now. I really don't know where it went."
Seton is not worried about this, "Don't worry, it may just go out for a walk. You don't have to worry blindly, Avalon will be fine without it."
"I'm so happy to hear your comfort."
Ye Qingxuan smiled helplessly and said goodbye.
The door is closed.
He stood alone in the alley, and for some reason, he remembered the girl who once stood here.
Don't know if she's okay.
Soon, he extinguished the worries in his heart and returned to reality.
Turn back and look towards the deepest corner of the alley.
"Aren't you ready to come out and talk?"
After a period of trivial noises, the man who had been squatting there for an unknown amount of time came out, smelling of the smell of sewers. His hair was disheveled and he looked so embarrassed that it made you want to laugh.
"Richard?"
Ye Qingxuan frowned and looked for a long time before identifying this former senior of the School Rules Enforcement Department of the Royal Conservatory of Music and the commissioner of the fifth department under Maxwell.
"Why are you here?"
"Wait for you."
There was no smile on Richard's face, and generally he didn't smile when he didn't have to. He seemed to have serious internal injuries, his face was pale, and he had reached the end of his strength.
He didn't know how long he had been waiting here, and now he was almost dying.
"Wait for me here?"
"I know that if you go back to Avalon, you will definitely come back here, so I'm waiting for you here."
Richard leaned against the wall and sat down, as if he had finally let go of the pressure in his heart. He reluctantly moved the corner of his mouth, and he thought he was smiling, "Is there no one around?"
Ye Qingxuan listened silently for a moment and shook his head:
"Feel free to speak."
"Maxwell said that if one day he is gone, let me leave this to you."
Richard smiled with difficulty and handed him a copper pipe: "Also asked me to bring you a message..."
He paused, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on his forehead. A lock seemed to open in his skull. Richard's eyes turned white, and the power sealed in his skull was released, dominating his will.
It was as if the old man had returned again, and the words that had been stored in the seal were spoken again in Richard's body.
"Ye Qingxuan, be careful... don't trust anyone."
Ye Qingxuan heard Maxwell's hoarse voice:
"-including me."